Regan jerked her head back slightly as the silver man looked at her with dead eyes and said nothing to her. Well that seemed rather rude of him, but maybe that was just who he was. She frowned at him for a moment before Kaitlyn started to fill her in on what was happening. Here emerald eyes went wide and she gave the silver mutant a rather confused look. “You are seriously just letting him walk out of here?” She wanted to say something much ruder but she bit her tongue for the moment.

Watching the other mutant pacing made Regan a little uneasy and she didn’t like it one bit. He was up to something. And sure enough he was! A knife whizzed by her and hit Kaitlyn in the stomach. The scent of blood filled the air and Regan caught Kaitlyn and eased the girl to the ground. Her head whipped towards Shade and she roared. In a matter of seconds she started to shift into her saber tooth state. She quickly grew in size as her bones snapped and popped, her spine readjusting to take on her new posture. With a pained roar her saber tooth fangs extended from under her lower lip and she took a few steps towards the dark mutant.

Roaring fiercely again she started running on all fours towards him at an almost blinding speed.

"No I'm not letting him walk out of here." This person really didn't understand how things worked. Streak knew quite well that Shade wouldn't take the bait to leave. He wouldn't have been stupid enough to get caught so easily stealing something by Streak. There were just to many variables and he was just to bad at math to do them all at once. Slowly the answers started to dawn on him, but the knife was just a different story all together.

As soon as it left Shade's hand Streak was after him. If nothing more than to get back what he stole. He wasn't the only on on him. The tiger lady was faster than him and raced past she went after the shadow mutant. The roar was sure to wake the neighbors and all Streak saw was a flash fur race by him. There was apparently more than just fur and a weird look to this kitty.

Streak formed a dagger as he reached Shade. He slashed with it. Whether he hit him or not didn't matter. What mattered was that his blade at least tore a little into his coat. Streak knew that Kaitlyn was hurt but he needed to deal with Shade before he got away with whatever it was that he was taking.

(OOC: Sorry shade don't know if he's wearing a cloak or trench coat)

And then there was a knife in her stomach. A loud pop! filled the air as Kaitlyn’s mutation went off, with only enough power behind it to mess with the adults’ ears. She gave Shade a confused, wide-eyed look as her legs buckled beneath her. Regan was nice enough to lower her to the ground, but Kaitlyn barely noticed. She was staring right at Shade, unable to speak as pain and confusion engulfed her.

In retrospect, Kaitlyn would be able to see why throwing a knife at her was a good idea, in the long run. People don’t typically throw knives at their co-conspirators, so it would seem a lot less likely that Kaitlyn was working with Shade or his friends. Her cover as an Order spy just became extremely strong, thanks to that knife in her stomach.

But that was after she had time to think about it. Meanwhile, there was a knife in her stomach, and that sucked. Kaitlyn was convinced that, next to brain injuries that should have been fatal, stomach wounds were the second worst kind of injury an immortal could experience. Stomach acid did weird things to her regeneration process. It would take longer for her to heal, and it would be extremely painful the entire time.

So, there she was. Lying on the ground, writhing and gasping in pain as the two adult Mansionites were probably trying to kill the man responsible. And she was having a really hard time convincing herself that it would be a bad thing if they took him out.

(OOC: Permission granted by Shammock for her miss.)

The entire scene seemed to freeze for a second as everyone, including Shade, tried to comprehend what had just happened. The fur covered woman (he was sure it was a woman now) gently helped Kaitlyn to the ground who was obviously in a state of shock, her green eyes staring blankly at Shade. The shadow mutant took an unconscious step backwards as his brain tried to clear the fog.

Pop!

His ears rang as the pressure from the sound wave rolled over him, snapping him back into focus. That just happened to be a very large cat with razor-sharp claws and teeth. Shade took an unconscious step backwards, but there was no way he could outrun this cat. The massive felive sprinted towards Shade in a blind fury before to launching at him. Her claws and teeth were outstretched, ready to rip the shadowman into ribbons. As she leapt, Shade ran forward and slid along the snow. The massive cat sailed over him, but a dangling claw managed to catch Shade in the shoulder. The nails were so sharp and clean. The shadow mutant just felt a slight tuck, not even realized he was sliced open. Not that he had much time to think about it. Even as he popped up from the ground, the silver manipulator was already on him.

The silver man got the first attack, slicing at Shade as he threw up his cloak to distract the X-men. Drawing his arm back, the shadow mutant gasped in pain as he realized the white tiger had cut him. So Shade switch it a kick to the legs as he moved off to his right, trying to separate himself from the tangle. The tiger couldn't be far away.

At a major disadvantage in two ways, the shadow mutant had to try to even the odds. Finding darkness was precendence. Only twenty-five yards away, the nearest spotlight could be shattered to offer Shade that protection. He just had to reach the post, while avoiding an enraged tiger and vengeful silvermancer. Not too hard, right?

Pulling away from the silver mutant, the shadow mutant heard his cloak rip even more as the silve blade ripped through it, tearing a large cut into it. Turning towards the lamp post, Shade scrambled towards his beacon of safety. He just didn't know if he had enough time to reach it.

Pop! The sound came from Kaitlyn as the knife hit her belly. It caused Regan's ears to ring for a few moments before laying Kaitlyn down into the snow. Before she could even think, she was flying past the silver man and launching herself towards the shadow mutant. Her claws outstretched and ready to capture her prey only to sink her massive fangs into his neck.

The saber tooth growled as she missed her target, which was a rare thing for her to do. She felt the slight tug of her claw slicing through the flesh and clothes of the dark mutant before landing on all fours in the cold snow. She sniffed at her paw and took in the scent of the shadow’s blood. She licked her paw and enjoyed the sweet taste of iron on her tongue, ignoring the silver mutant attacking the man of darkness as he ran off to the side towards the lamp.

Her dark green eyes shot up as her prey started to break across the yard. With another low growl she flattened her ears against her red hair and took a few steps forward as she prepared to sprint off after her prey, but was quickly stopped by the overwhelming scent of blood coming from a few feet away. Her feline head snapped towards the source of the blood and she stepped over to the young girl instead. She sniffed at her and gave a slight chortle of a roar, as if she was a mother calling for her cub. The saber tooth nuzzled her head against the girl’s red hair before running her rough tongue against the girl’s cheek, checking to see if she was alright.

Streak was ignoring the tiger now. She seemed to have been interrupted in her rage by the smell of blood. Even Streak could smell it. He knew she was loosing blood fast but there was nothing he could do about it now; not if he wanted to finally catch Shade. there were plenty of reasons that he should be angry. He'd hurt a student for one. Apparently he'd stolen something from the mansion. But more importantly Shade had made this attack personal with his comment from earlier.

Shade bolted. Streak took a second to look at where he was going. The shadow mutant was heading for one of the lights. The silvermancer chased after him. He wasn't about to let Shade get to that light and get a bigger advantage. The X-men had already cut part of his cloak, which limited Shade's own shadows. Streak was catching up but he still wasn't sure if he was going to get this guy. As Streak ran he formed a silver Surujin. It wasn't as intricate as some of the ones he'd seen in movies but it had the essentials. Two weights on either end and a long piece of rope connected them.

He swung the piece around his head as he got closer. Once he thought it had enough speed he released it. The surujin flew through the air and sailed towards Shade. Even though Streak was aiming for his body as it flew, his inexperience showed and it dropped and looked more like they would wrap his feet. He'd still be able to destroy the light because his hands were free, but it might buy Streak enough time to catch up to him. As the Surujin flew Streak prepared himself for the attack that was sure to come when he'd trapped his deadly foe.

Kaitlyn opened her eyes. Not only did she realize her eyes were watering from the pain (no, she was not crying), but there was also a green-striped tiger mutant licking her cheek.

It was kind of weird to think of the big cat licking her face as the person who’d been standing around here mere moments ago. In an effort to distract herself from the pain, she imagined how awkward it would be if Regan had started licking her face while still in her humanoid form.

It hurt to laugh.

Kaitlyn decided that having a knife in her stomach was more discomfort than it was worth. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed it by the handle and pulled it out. It seemed to dissolve in her hand once it was exposed to the light. The knives were a part of Shade’s mutation the entire time, apparently. Weird.

Regan was probably worried. “I’ll be okay,” Kaitlyn said, even though she sounded decidedly not-okay at the moment. She’d want to keep lying down there until the stab wound healed up. Which might take a few minutes.

Shade materialized a dagger in the shadow of his hand as he ran towards the pole. The sudden rushing of blood through his veins caused his extremities, which had numbed in the cold, to tingle as the feeling began to return. Reaching his arm back, the shadow mutant aimed for the glowing ball atop the pole in front of him. Hopefully, the lack of light provided by the destruction of the lamp post would allow him to disappear into the darkness. Once there, it would be easy to explain himself and his presence.

Swinging his arm forward, something caught Shade just behind his knee. For a moment, he thought he was fine before the heavy ends of the surujin caused the silver wire stretched between them to wrap around the shadow mutant's legs. With his legs suddenly tied together, his weight was thrown off balance, causing his shot to sail far to the left. The shadow mutant barely had time to catch himself with his palm. The snow caused his hand to slip, and he fell into a tumble of white powder. The papers that had been stashed in his jacket flew out and mixed with the snow.

After rolling several times, Shade's body slid to a stop. Struggling onto his back, the shadow mutant did something that he never thought he would do before tonight. He surrendered. Throwing up his hands, the shadow mutant, now bloodied, wet, and cold, offered himself to the silvery mutant as he lied in the snow.

"Alright, alright! I give up!" Shade exclaimed before his voice broke into laughter. "Take me away and lock me up!"

The entire situation might appeared to some that Shade had gone a little loopy, possibly mad. However, it was all part of the darkness mutant's plan. He was only joyously celebrating what most believed to be a loss for the shadow mutant, but what he knew was really a small victory in the games to come.

(OOC: Sorry it took so long. Been busy hope it's ok Shade)

Streak was lucky that he'd hit his target. Never having used the weapon before it was a lucky shot and he'd probably never be able to do it again even if he tried. There were to many factors for him to feel accurate with it. Seeing Shade on the ground all tied up was comforting for Streak. Watching his shot sail wide of its target helped lift up his mood, if just a bit. Streak slowed his pace and walked up to Shade who was still laying on the ground.

As the silvermancer walked up to his prey he couldn't help but smile. The smugness washed away and was replaced by suspicion
as Shade surrendered. That was a little to easy. Streak thought. He couldn't remember the last time that Shade had given up or run away so easily. He knew that papers had flown out of the shadow mutants grasp and landed somewhere in the snow. The silver mutant walked pasted his foe, and picked up the papers that fell out of his jacket. He didn't look like he was going anywhere any time soon.

Streak pulled up the mutant, undid the surujin, and tied it around his hands in front of him. "Let's go. You and me are going to have a little fun together." As he led Shade back towards the mansion he stopped at the tiger and Kaitlyn. "Pick her up and let's go." He ordered Shade. The X-men waited for his captor to pick her up so that they could get her back to the mansion and get her to Doc Prof.

Now all Streak needed to do was to think of a good place to hold Shade until they would start the proper interrogations.

"Oh, I can't wait." Shade replied as silver mutant roughed manhandled him before pulling him off the snow covered ground. The shadow mutant unseen eyes were locked onto the back of the silver mutant's man as he was led by his bound hands to the bleeding pre-teenager and attending tiger. Shade tried not to cast his eyes at the blood that was pooled in Kaitlyn's belly from the knife wound. However, the red puddle kept catching his gaze. He really had not meant to attack the young girl. Although the shadow mutant was by far more worried about what Lady Syn (or her brothers) might do to him if they found out about this little incident than feeling any regret towards Kaitlyn. He did not prefer to attack young girls though. Luckily, Silver Streak gave Shade a perfect reason to get close enough to the red haired child as he scooped up her bleeding form.

"Keep pressure on the wound." Shade instructed Kaitlyn, cradling her in his arms. He was surprised at how light the young girl weighed. At her age and weight, the loss of that much blood was almost sure to cause complication. They would need mutant treatment, and soon, if they wanted to save her life, which would very much benefit saving Shade's life later on.

"Let's hurry along. Shall we?" The shadow mutant said turning to the silver manipulator.